{𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙢𝙚𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙄 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜} -𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙣

                                                          ______________________________

I've been dating Mason for three years now. Crazy, I know but the worst thing is well it's not bad it just may come as a shock I have an 11-year-old daughter, and I got pregnant with her when I was 13 due to my 'abusive boyfriend' back then. Her dad was lovely but then 1 year into the relationship, he started hitting and punching me. I still have the scar from when he put a hot iron on my back.

"I'll be back," I tell Peyton. She is a sweet girl with green eyes like her dad. "Mom, do I have to meet him" She looks down as I shake my head. "Yes, just be nice and he'll love you" I lift her head in my hands as I hear the front door knock.

"I'll be back," I kiss her head as I run down the stairs.

"Hey, you said you wanted to talk?" I open the door to see his chocolate brown hair swaying over his forehead. "Yeah," I mumble as I walk over to the couch as he follows. "Are you breaking up with me?" His leg bounces up and down as I put my hand to stop it. "What? oh god no, it's something more important," I chuckle slightly.

"Oh? you know you can tell me anything," He smiles as he rubs my knuckles. "Okay, so when I was 13-" I get cut off by a thud upstairs.

"What the fuck was that?!" Mason gets up sprinting towards the stairs as I try to stop him. "Mase, wait!" I say as I run out of breath.

"Sorry, Mom," Peyton says as she picks up the metal water bottle that fell on the ground. "Mom?" Mason looks at me with wide eyes. "Yeah, so that's what I wanted to tell you," I look down. "Oh, did I ruin it?" Peyton asks as Mason slightly laughs.

"So you are not mad?"I say as Peyton just looks at the two of us.  "I mean no, I just wish I would've met her sooner," He smiles as the look of scared on my face begins to go away. "Oh, also my name's Peyton," She smiles as I shake my head in giggles.

"Mason," He smiles as Peyton goes in for a hug. "Oh!," Mason says but then soon follows her actions as I look at the two of them. "What?" They ask in sync. "Just my two favourite people getting along," I smile as the two cringe.

"Hey Peyton, why don't you go back upstairs." She nods running back.

"Sorry, I didn't tell you sooner," I frown. "It's okay, I get why you didn't want to tell me," I sigh in relief as he brings me into a hug. "I would like her to meet my family tho," I pull away from the hug. "Really?" I put my hand on my hip.

"Of course, she's my family now," I smile. "Family?" I smirk. "Well, I mean unless you don't want me to raise her as my own-" I cut him off.

"No, please do," 

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chat this is so cute.